Semua Bab When Life Takes A Turn: Bab 1091 - Bab 1100

Deputy Director Holden Campbell furrowed his brows slightly. “Looks like we’ve got way too many eyes set on the Ambrosia Fruit, gentlemen. It’s not going to be an easy mission to complete… And I bet it’s going to stir up a bloody maelstrom in its wake.”Liam’s face creased in worry. “Definitely. Other forces are eyeing the fruit too, alright, and there’s reason to believe that they’ve entered Rheasia fully prepared. Relying on the Insurgent Trifecta alone isn’t going to cut it, I think.”The rest of the higher-ups began to pile their own grievances and trepidation on to the discussion. The Ambrosia Fruit was so precious that it was considered the most treasured boon. The world had never seen anything greater, and that was said without a hint of exaggeration. Therefore, obtaining the fruit at the cost of the efforts of everyone in the Insurgent Trifecta, especially with such stiff competition, was less than feasible.Joe smiled slightly. “Not to worry—the groups who are in charge of

Byleth’s breathing was battered as his eyes turned glassy. He was blinded, as though he was face to face with a terrifying beast in his mind’s eye. Taking a deep breath, he answered, “From what I’ve heard, the Saint’s deployed three superior class fourth-tier powerhouses… led by Ezra Sword. The Saint… he’s in it to win it.”“N-No way. F*ck no... Ezra Sword?!” Dick cried as he gasped for air. He leapt to his feet in disbelief.His eyes bore through Byleth like lasers. “This ain’t a mix-up, right, Constantine? Ezra Sword is dead! He’s a perfect-class powerhouse, yes, but he’s been dead for ages!”There had been four powerful fighters under the direct command of the Saint, and Ezra Sword—the crème de la crème—died five years ago.It was shocking news to everyone else as well. Incredulity and disbelief was etched into their faces, and even Zayn began to frown after taking in the reactions on his colleagues’ faces. He might have already known that Ezra would be the one leading Sicut In

Zayn was no stranger to locking himself up in a chamber for isolation training. Though, the last time he did so, there was at least a small, flickering candle emitting a light bright enough to illuminate the room. It was also roomy enough to provide a couple of days’ worth of air to breathe.Currently, though, he had locked himself up in a space that was completely sealed. There was no food, light, sound or air.He had told Sean that he was not to be disturbed unless something as big as Armageddon decided to crop up. Optimally, Zayn was only to be released after the eleventh day.An order like that was tantamount to locking himself up in an inescapable cage and swallowing the key—he ensured that there was no way out. It was also the first time he had ever delegated the key to his life to someone besides himself; in a room forged from the sturdiest steel, and every single one having a width as thick as a meter. Even a fighting genius like himself was incapable of breaking out of his

“Zayn Larson—!”Any and everything the demon was saying was being rendered as whitenoise to Zayn. The feeble ray of light shone brighter until, finally, it pierced and dispelled the veil of darkness. Light engulfed everything around him.The voice was gone.Just like that, Zayn had conquered his demon.And from that came the euphoria of being freed from his shackles and the inhibitions that had previously coursed through Zayn’s vein. He felt alive! His mind had been emancipated. He was granted liberty, and his spirit felt as free as a horse without his reins.His quondam progressed so quickly that it birthed a demon, and now that it had been banished and dispelled, Zayn was a different man now!Had he dismissed the gruelling idea of isolation training—whittling his will to its weakest, baiting his demon to emerge and finally destroying it—it would have come back to haunt him once more. When he attained the perfect class, as he was well on his way to Invincibilis, the demon would

Taio let out a laugh. “Oh, is that your confession? The bastard who killed my brother-in-law is one of you Insurgent Trifecta?”Joe took a step forward. “What are you saying?! You have no proof backing up your claims, Taio, so stop spreading misinformation! The Insurgent Trifecta is not a name you can just slander to your liking!”Icy indifference was etched on to Taio’s expression as he nailed Joe with his eyes. “Am I hearing a kind of eagerness to become my enemy, Joe Pennywise?”An intimidating aura emanated from Taio, like a dome threatening to encapsulate the world. The air seemed to have been thickened into a viscous paste. His output of power was so overwhelming that everyone felt the same crushing weight on their shoulders. Even heavyweights like Liam and Holden found themselves gasping for air.The only one who was utterly unfazed was Joe, because he had attained the fourth tier of the superior class. With an unamused sneer, he unleashed his own tidal wave of power to matc